who likes the rain ….


Who Likes The Rain?

“I,” said the duck. “I call it fun,

For I have my red rubbers on;

They make a little three-toed track,

In the soft, cool mud, – quack! quack!”

“I!” cried the dandelion. “I!

My roots are thirsty, my buds are dry.”

And she lifted a tousled yellow head

Out of her green and grassy bed.


“I hope ‘twill pour! I hope ‘twill pour!”

Purred the tree-toad at the gray bark door,

“For, with a broad leaf for a roof,

I am perfectly waterproof.”

Sang the brook: “I laugh at every drop.

And wish they never need to stop

Till a big, big river I grow to be,

And could find my way to the sea.”

 “I,” shouted Ted, “for I can run,

With my high-top boots and rain-coat on,

Through every puddle and runlet and pool,

I find on the road to school.

 Clara Doty Bates (1838-1895).

It is gloomy weather outside. It has been raining since yesterday. ANd it is set to continue another two days. In preparation for cooking dinner, I thought it would be prudent to have a quick snack, in order not to start cooking on an empty stomach.

My plans for dinner are some sort of pasta (have not decided yet) and Bolognese …. definitely Bolognese. I love cooking Bolognese. The smell, the color, the pasta, and best of all it is the bottle of red wine on the kitchen table. I have te picture all painted, even before I start cooking. But this is for another blog ….

As I said earlier, I was having a snack …. a SMOKED TURKEY SANDWICH …. and I was sitting on the front porch watching the weather moving in.

And a couple of minutes later …

And YES, this is the view from our front porch. Actually I can see this in almost it’s entirety from the kitchen while cooking …. NICE …

And for a brief moment the sun came out, and lit this sandwich up ….. I ran for the camera …. and this is what I came up with. And now you know, that all those pictures taken with a dark background, where shot on my terrace.

My Smoked Turkey Sandwich on Olive Bread

          • Olive Bread from boulangerie “Paul” (yes we have one too in Beirut
          • Herbed Garlic Chevre
          • lettuce
          • Smoked turkey breast
          • Bulgarian Kashkaval Cheese
          • sundried tomatoes
          • Colman’s mustard (careful this sucker is hot)
          • AND … this orange thing next to my sandwich is a Campari Orange

Published by ChefThomas

… born in Upper Austria’s Wels, I have done most of my growing up in Vienna. Only by sheer accident did I fall into the trade of Pâtissier. After a short apprentice ship at a Viennese Bakery, I was accepted for apprentice ship, at "K.u.K. Hofzuckerbäcker Demel’s Söhne", one of the oldest patisseries in Vienna. Learning the trade from the very basics, as the Emperor two Centuries ago would have expected from a "Pâtissier to the Royal and Imperial Court" (That is what the older Pâtissier still calls himself). I soon took to travel the world. From patisseries in America, to hotels in the Far East, Africa and the Middle East, did I accumulate a wealth of experience, ranging from bakeries to first class restaurants in major hotels to banquets for Presidents, Sultans and Heads of States and other famous, infamous and not so famous people. But the true excitement for me is in the "Viennese Café". Not just as an occupation, but as an institution in it own right.

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